Chapter Seventy-Six, Rejecting the Toast
When Sang Zhe and Yan Rouwan went out to work, the house was left with three women and two cats.
Zhang Xiaoying, as usual, started tidying up the house and doing chores.
Si Jingzhu was lazily playing with Shi Qingyan in the yard.
“Ah… I’m so bored.”
Si Jingzhu fell to the ground, rolling around with a dejected look: “When’s Dad coming back? I really want to see him…”
Seeing her in such a gloomy state, Shi Qingyan couldn’t help but cover her mouth and chuckle.
“Second Sister really likes Dad, huh?”
“No, I don’t!”
Si Jingzhu blushed and instinctively averted her gaze: “It’s my dad’s fault!”
“Who told him to be a shameless daughter-con? He loves me the most, can’t be apart from me for even a few minutes before he starts thinking about me, and the first thing he does when he gets home is hug me and say he misses me.”
“I… I’m just worried he misses me too much!”
Upon hearing this, the two cats, previously busy grooming themselves, slowly lifted their heads.
They looked at her with a strange gaze.
Si Jingzhu seemed to read a sentence in their eyes.
Right now, it’s imagination time.jpg
“… If you keep staring, no fish treats for you tonight.”
Shi Qingyan sat on a stone in the yard, swinging her feet back and forth.
“Second Sister, what do you think Dad is like?”
“Him?” Si Jingzhu blinked.
A rogue, shameless, short, weak, loves to torment others, lecherous, unprincipled with a heart of a thief but no guts…
“He’s a good person,” Si Jingzhu said seriously.
Shi Qingyan: “…”
The term ‘good person’ is actually quite broad.
For some reason, just the words “man” and “good person” were unfathomably hard for Shi Qingyan to link together.
Or perhaps, when she tried to connect them, her brain just went blank.
What’s a good man like?
You can’t imagine what you have no concept of.
Shouldn’t men be selfish, base creatures who think with their lower bodies, looking at every woman with lustful and filthy eyes?
Don’t they also like to drink and lose their temper, frighteningly mad, like a bull gone berserk?
And they hit women too.
Is there really such a thing as a man who isn’t like that?
Shi Qingyan didn’t know why such thoughts were popping into her head.
She felt like after her fever, her brain had turned into a mushy mess.
“Although Dad is a big fool who can’t live without me…”
Si Jingzhu confidently said, “If you set that aside, he really is quite responsible.”
“He always takes on his share of responsibilities and never ducks away from them.”
“Hard on the outside, soft on the inside. Even when he says he doesn’t care, he still secretly looks after us.”
“He really knows how to endure too much.”
Suddenly, she huffed angrily: “Why doesn’t he have any guts? There were so many opportunities to take advantage of me…”
Shi Qingyan: “?”
“So you mean Dad is a downright good person, right?”
“Guess so,” Si Jingzhu thought for a moment, “if he’s not considered a good person, then there can’t be many good people left in this world.”
Shi Qingyan responded with an ‘oh’ and pulled back her gaze.
Dad… she quietly thought.
——
——
On the other hand.
Even though they had a new daughter to take care of at home.
Classes still had to go on as usual.
How else could they support the whole family, right?
However, the work now was indeed much easier than before.
After all.
Only Master Yu Xia needed handling now.
Returning to Master Yu Xia’s cell, Sang Zhe slowly lit the lamp.
Master Yu Xia looked just as composed and calm as the last time they met. Clad in a simple robe trailing to the floor, her eyes were deep and serene, showing no signs of being a prisoner.
She bore no trace of fear, as though the person who had been humiliated last time by Si Jingzhu was someone else altogether.
“What’s up?”
Seeing Sang Zhe, it was Master Yu Xia who spoke first: “That little brat didn’t come with you?”
“Oh, you mean your daughter?”
Sang Zhe waved casually and sat down at the table: “She’s busy at home with the kids.”
Yu Xia: “?”
You guys moved so fast? Already have kids?
By the way, can immortal herbs help you have kids?
“I won’t waste time either.”
Sang Zhe casually flipped through some documents and said softly: “I know, as a Crossing Tribulation Stage expert, you wouldn’t stoop so low as to join my Demon Cult.”
“Good that you know.” Master Yu Xia smiled lightly, as if sarcastically.
“Well, that makes things difficult.”
Sang Zhe sighed: “Speaking of which, don’t you want to know what’s happening with the Water Moon Sect now?”
Master Yu Xia’s gaze remained calm and steady.
Yet, Sang Zhe keenly caught a flicker in her eyes.
“The current Water Moon Sect is already in a bit of danger.”
He lamented, “With no Sect Leader around, the Elders have already scavenged all the resources they could. The disciples are either returning to their homes or seeking shelter with other sects.”
“The nearby sects are eyeing them greedily, practically ready to divide the Water Moon Sect’s land among themselves.”
“Just think about how the once-mighty Water Moon Sect has fallen to such a state overnight… tsk tsk.”
“That’s to be expected,” Master Yu Xia sneered, “a sect based on my standing will naturally scatter without me.”
“It’s laughable that someone as foolish as Jing Yu still hopes to rely on external forces. Doesn’t he know that without me, the Water Moon Sect is nothing?”
Sang Zhe shot her a look.
This woman was still just as strong-willed and arrogant.
And rather annoying.
“I’m giving you two choices now.”
Sang Zhe, not wanting to sweet-talk her anymore, said earnestly: “First, our Demon Cult can step in and help stabilize the situation at the Water Moon Sect.”
“As long as you’re willing to join our Demon Cult, you can continue being the Sect Leader of the Water Moon Sect. We will form an alliance, increasing your power base.”
Master Yu Xia’s eyebrows twitched, a glint of amusement appearing in her eyes.
“You think taking the Water Moon Sect can threaten me?”
“Sang Zhe, you’re indeed quite clever.”
“But in this matter, your vision is too shallow.”
“The important thing has never been the Water Moon Sect.”
“… but me,” she smiled gracefully.
Sang Zhe stared coldly at Master Yu Xia as she stood up, proudly declaring:
“The Water Moon Sect is merely a sect that rose to fame relying on me.”
“Without me, the Water Moon Sect will never regain its past glory.”
“But I could establish countless new sects even without the Water Moon Sect.”
“You can’t threaten me.” In her cold eyes was a mocking smile.
Sang Zhe sighed deeply.
“Alright.”
“Then if you’re refusing my toast, you’ll drink the penalty wine and choose the second option.”
“Guess I don’t have to pretend to be a good person anymore.”
With that, Sang Zhe slowly walked up to her.
He pulled out a pill.
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